We got back to our under-contract-so-soon-to-not-be-owned-by-us-much-longer house in Houston, Texas a day or so ago. All throughout the drive (and even the day we got back), our Buyers were royally toying with us and ticking us off.
It might be because they're moving to Texas from Michigan. From what I understand, all of Michigan is a buyer's market. But our Buyers seemed to have been under the impression that our suburb here in Houston, Texas was a buyer's market, too.
Um, not so much.
So our Buyers had to be firmly skooled in the knowledge that, NO, you don't actually have ANY power or leverage in this relationship, thankyouverymuch... but like cranky little toddlers with no snackies and no nap, it took the message a while to sink in. I think we're there now.
Needless, to say, there's been drama. That and my mother-in-law is, as I write, at the airport and my husband is picking her up. And James and I fly to Seattle tomorrow and will be there for 10 days (a training conference for him... all I had to do was arrange child care and buy the ticket to Seattle! So I'm going, too!).
All this to say (and back to this post's title)... it took me a bit before I realized that Donna had updated her blog recently.
You know, Donna is an INSANELY talented writer. And I've read her blog for YEARS now. It's been foundational for me and for my family, together with Jill's blog and Jen's blog.
But GOSH - in all the years I've been reading talented Donna's incredible blog, she's never... how to put this... written a story that was so desperately in need of... an Epilogue? Or, at the very least... more details?
And not to say that I am EVEN the sort of writer who could touch Donna's work... but right now, I just really feel like this one blog post of Donna's needed
So I provided some in the Comments section. And now the story feels just a little bit more complete.
P.S. About my husband's Native American name ("Fits Crap in Minivan")...
Dude - traveling with a family of four across the US to be in an Oakwood for three months? You need a lot of STUFF. So, packing that minivan to travel back to Texas was like playing Tetris in real life. Because when this picture was taken, the man
See the bag in the right hand corner of the picture? More crap.
P.P.S. Just in case anyone is interested, the following pictures are what one gets when two children finally get to swim in their own pool in a hot Texas summer... and their mother has her Nikon camera with her Nikkor 18-200mm lens on it.
And Matthew again (his facial expressions in this set Crack. Me. Up!):
You have to hold your tongue just so...
He will totally murder me when he realizes this shot is on the internet.
Wait. Maybe this one was worse.
This next two shots are quite possibly my most favorite action shots I've ever taken -
I seriously LOVE this next shot:
Scalp meets water...
Zero points for polish or style... but ten points for zeal!